Volume 1, Chapter 67 – The Myriad-Phenomena Tower Opens

A different flow of time?!

On the first floor, ten days inside the tower equaled one day outside?

Altering the flow of time touched upon the most profound reaches of the Laws of Time!

Even some Tribulation Transcendence powerhouses could, at most, exert a limited influence over a small area around themselves for a brief period.

Yet to stably construct an independent space where time flowed differently and permanently anchor it within a tower…

Such a method had already surpassed the limits of their understanding!

“Palace Master, this…”

Fushan swallowed hard, his bell-sized eyes widening until they were perfectly round.

“Ten days of cultivation inside the tower, while only one day passes outside?”

“Then if I went inside and stayed for a year, wouldn’t that mean…”

“It would be equivalent to cultivating for ten years in the outside world.”

Mo Lin finished the sentence for him, his voice filled with shock.

Yun Yun was the first to recover from her astonishment. Strange lights flickered repeatedly in her beautiful eyes, and the gaze she directed at Gu Han now held even greater reverence.

She quickly understood the deeper purpose behind the Palace Master’s decision.

“With the help of the Myriad-Phenomena Tower, the disciples’ cultivation progress will advance by leaps and bounds!”

“Nine months… would become seven and a half years inside the tower!”

“That is enough time for them to build incomparably solid foundations and even attempt to break through to higher realms!”

Yun Miaoyi was so excited that her voice trembled slightly.

“Seven and a half years… With the time advantage of the Myriad-Phenomena Tower, together with the Immortal Palace’s spiritual energy and vast resources…”

“Those disciples talented in alchemy and formations will have enough time to establish foundations so firm that they would be difficult to imagine!”

Shimmering light flowed through Die Wu’s dreamlike eyes.

“The Law Secret Realm… truly is an excellent opportunity for the disciples of the Immortal Palace to make a name for themselves.”

“With the Myriad-Phenomena Tower, we will have ample time to prepare.”

Li Hanyi did not speak, but her cool eyes also brightened slightly.

She had recently taken in two promising sword cultivators.

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If they had seven years to focus entirely on refining their foundations in the Sword Dao… their future accomplishments would be limitless.

Jin Feng and the other four outer sect elders were even more overwhelmed with excitement.

How fortunate they were to follow a Palace Master who possessed such heaven-defying methods!

Gu Han took in everyone’s reactions and felt satisfied.

“The Myriad-Phenomena Tower may be extraordinary, but it is neither omnipotent nor without cost.”

Her tone shifted and became somewhat solemn.

“First, the difference in the flow of time places a strain on both a cultivator’s soul and physical body.”

“Those whose cultivation is too low or whose will is not firm may enter only to find their foundations destabilized.”

“Second, accelerated cultivation also multiplies consumption. Pills, spirit stones, and even the disciples’ own vitality, energy, and spirit will all be depleted at a correspondingly faster rate.”

“Third, and most importantly, is their state of mind.”

Gu Han swept her gaze over the crowd.

“If they blindly rely on accelerated time while their state of mind fails to keep pace with the growth of their cultivation, it will become a disaster instead. Heart demons may easily arise.”

With each point she raised, the excitement on everyone’s faces faded slightly and gave way to contemplation.

Indeed, nothing in this world was ever perfect.

Such a heaven-defying opportunity would inevitably come with corresponding risks and limitations.

“Palace Master has considered everything thoroughly.”

Yun Yun nodded and pondered for a moment before speaking.

“In my opinion, strict regulations must be established for the use of the Myriad-Phenomena Tower.”

“The length of time each disciple may enter should be determined according to their cultivation, temperament, and potential.”

“At the same time, they should undergo regular combat training and assessments of their state of mind to ensure that their foundations remain solid and their Dao hearts remain stable.”

“Deputy Palace Master Yun is absolutely right.”

Mo Lin voiced his agreement.

“The cultivation of our demon race also places great importance on actual combat and tempering the mind.”

“We can arrange regular sparring among the disciples, or have us lead them on suitable training expeditions in the outer reaches of the Wanjue Mountain Range.”

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Fushan thumped his chest.

“Leave the fighting and training to me! I’ll make sure they learn what real combat means!”

The other elders also offered suggestions, discussing how to maximize the benefits of the Myriad-Phenomena Tower while avoiding its risks.

Gu Han listened to their discussion and nodded slightly.

This was the advantage of having subordinates. There was no need for her to personally handle every minor detail.

“Yun Yun will oversee the drafting of the regulations, and the other elders will assist her.”

“Yes! We respectfully obey the Palace Master’s command!”

Everyone answered in unison.

With the opening of the Myriad-Phenomena Tower, Yaochi Immortal Palace entered an entirely new stage of development.

Yun Yun acted swiftly and decisively. In only three days, she drew up a detailed set of Regulations for the Use of the Myriad-Phenomena Tower.

Based on the disciples’ cultivation, temperament, and potential, access to the Myriad-Phenomena Tower was divided into three grades.

Grade A: Core disciples and outstanding inner sect disciples could cultivate inside the tower for one hundred and fifty days each month, equivalent to fifteen days outside. They were required to undergo regular assessments of their state of mind and practical combat ability.

Grade B: Ordinary inner sect disciples and outstanding outer sect disciples could cultivate inside the tower for one hundred days each month, equivalent to ten days outside.

Grade C: Ordinary outer sect disciples and newly admitted disciples could cultivate inside the tower for fifty days each month, equivalent to five days outside.

At the same time, to offset the problems with their state of mind that accelerated cultivation might cause, an elder would accompany the disciples whenever they entered the Myriad-Phenomena Tower to cultivate.

These regulations received the unanimous approval of every elder.

Early in the morning on the first day that the first floor of the Myriad-Phenomena Tower officially opened, one hundred and thirty-six disciples stood in orderly ranks before the tower, their young faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

They all knew that, from this day onward, their paths of cultivation would be unlike anyone else’s.

The tower gate stood thirty feet tall and was forged from an unknown dark-gold metal. Profound runes of space and time covered its surface.

At that moment, the runes were emitting a gentle white light.

“The first group of disciples will consist of Li Zhiwei, Murong Xue, Zhao Ling’er, Wang Zhaojun, Xiao Ya, Wang Teng, Li Haoran, Liu Qingqing, Su Yurou, Liu Lie, and Shi Lei. Eleven in total.”

“The accompanying elder will be Fushan.”

Yun Yun’s clear voice rang out as she read the names of the first group of disciples who would enter the Myriad-Phenomena Tower.

They were all core or outstanding disciples recommended by the elders of their respective peaks. Every one of them was above the fifth layer of Qi Refinement and possessed a resilient temperament.

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The eleven stepped out of the formation and bowed deeply to Yun Yun.

Then they took a deep breath and, led by Fushan, entered the gate radiating white light one after another.

The instant their figures disappeared, the tower trembled slightly, and the runes on the first floor visibly brightened.

Outside the tower, the remaining disciples stared longingly, both envious and filled with fighting spirit.

“The next group will be selected in fifteen days.”

Yun Yun’s voice brought everyone back to their senses.

“Whether you can enter will depend on your performance over the next half month.”

“Yes!”

The disciples answered in unison, their voices loud and clear.

Inside the tower.

When everyone followed Fushan through the tower gate glowing with gentle white light, the scene before them made all of them pause in surprise.

There were no magnificent palaces or secluded cultivation chambers like they had imagined. Instead, a vast and boundless wasteland stretched before them.

The sky was locked in eternal twilight. Orange-red clouds hung low, and there was no sun, moon, or stars.

The air was filled with spiritual energy that felt ancient and desolate, yet incomparably pure.

The sense of “time” here was entirely different from that of the outside world.

It was not that time outside had truly slowed. Rather, it was a perception arising from the depths of the soul.

It was as though the noise and haste of the outside world, along with the urgency brought by the rising and setting of the sun and moon, had all been completely shut away by the heavy tower gate.

Here, everything could slow down. There was enough time to feel, to think, and to refine oneself.

“Wow…”

Zhao Ling’er could not help letting out a soft gasp. She extended a small hand as though trying to grasp the flowing, haloed spiritual energy in the air.

“So this is… the place where ten days inside equals one day outside?”

Wang Teng clenched his fists, excitement flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Ya, meanwhile, frowned slightly and instinctively began to “analyze” their surroundings.

“A constant light source… a stable energy field… and a very indistinct sense of spatial boundaries. This environment does not appear to have formed naturally…”

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Fushan looked around, a trace of emotion flashing through his enormous, bell-like eyes.

He drew in a deep breath. The pure spiritual energy poured into his lungs, making even this Mahayana cultivator feel relaxed and refreshed.

“The Palace Master’s methods truly reach the heavens and penetrate the earth.”

Fushan sighed in his deep, booming voice, which carried far across the empty wasteland.

“In all my many years, this is the only place where I have ever seen a space independent from the outside world with a different flow of time.”

He turned to face the eleven disciples, each wearing a different expression. The simple, honest smile on his face vanished, replaced by a trace of authority.

“Listen carefully, little ones!”

“One day of cultivation here is worth ten days outside!”

“But remember this as well. A different flow of time will test your souls, your bodies, and even your states of mind!”

“Biting off more than you can chew will only hurt you! If your foundations are unstable, then no matter how high your cultivation becomes, it will be nothing more than a castle in the air, ready to collapse with the slightest gust of wind!”

Fushan’s gaze seemed almost tangible as it swept across every young face.

“Starting today, half a month will pass in the outside world. In here, that means one hundred and fifty days!”

“I will be watching all of you throughout those one hundred and fifty days!”

“When it is time to cultivate, cultivate as though your lives depend on it! When it is time to refine your foundations, calm yourselves down and temper them again and again!”

“If anyone dares to slack off, cut corners, or chase quick results, I’ll discipline you on behalf of your masters! Do you hear me?!”

“Yes, Elder!”

The eleven answered in unison. Their voices echoed across the wasteland, filled with the sharp spirit and determination unique to the young.

“Good!”

Fushan waved his large hand.

“Now find your own places and begin cultivating! Come ask me if there is anything you do not understand.”

“But remember, a master may lead you through the door, but cultivation depends on the individual! There are many barriers that you must comprehend for yourselves!”

“Yes!”

No longer hesitating, everyone scattered across the seemingly desolate yet spiritually abundant wasteland, searching for places suitable for their cultivation.